Word is not bond. Not a handshake proven true
Lured to the table with the promise of prosper, I bought in
They say that you hold what it takes. That say that you have it
Flashing the world in your face. They want you to reach out and grab it all
A pen in our hands, Our backs against the wall

We are the product
We are the work horse
Simply the copies of copies filed with no remorse

They'll rip the promise from the pages
Don't sign your life away
Take me back to the day when I could easily say that persistance and devotion would pave my way
Oppressor, enforcer, how could you?
Your machine is fueled by all our youth
So go ahead and sell 'em somethin' to gaze upon
I'm not done, So fuck you I'm hangin' on

Blatant perjury, despite what they told me
Shame on me for being young and naive
Shame on you for taking advantage of me
Well how can the Fight be considered a Good one if both the opponents just lose in the long run
Lose it all
A pen in your hand.Your back against the wall

We are the product
We are the work horse
Simply the copies of copies filed with no remorse

They'll rip the promise from the pages
Don't sign your life away
Take me back to the day when I could easily say that persistance and devotion would pave my way
Oppressor, enforcer, how could you?
Your machine is fueled by all our youth
So go ahead and sell 'em somethin' to gaze upon
I'm not done, So fuck you I'm hangin' on

How does one see with eyes so green?
This illusion of partnership dictates a dismal reality

They'll rip the promise from the pages
Don't sign your life away
Take me back to the day when I could easily say that persistance and devotion would pave my way
Oppressor, enforcer, how could you?
Your machine is fueled by all our youth
So go ahead and sell 'em something to gaze upon
It's all you're depending on